To You

You had a certain scent, 

like a lingering shot of whiskey.

I drew you in deep like the tide pulling in it's last wave.

You scared me, but I loved it. 

Your eyes, they were like puddles of the deepest brown I have every seen,

and when I caught you staring, I melted into them. 

Your voice could calm me on my most stressed days. 

When I looked at you, I could see my entire future, 

the good,

the bad. 

I opened up to you like a flower in May. 

I told you everything,

and somehow, you're still in love with me.

So, this is To You.

My lover,

My bestfriend,

My Everything. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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